Resting their eyes on each other's, it was a perfect moment, one that lonely nights feed from. The dimmed lights, the soft love seat, the warm blanket resting comfortably over them... just right. Lying on the couch, snuggled close, bodies wrapped somewhere in their arms, he exhaled softly to little girl beside him.

"Here," he shifted his body, "Sit on my lap. I want to kiss your neck softly." In his mind, he knew it will make her feel sleepy, but he wanted to give her a little something else that would let her sleep even more soundly tonight.

His arms rested snug against her sides, the hands moving gently around the ten-year-old girl, to and fro. He kissed her three times on her neck. One in the middle; another on the upper-left; and the third, gently on the outer rim of her delicate ear. Upon feeling the brief progression, her precious weight moved up in response to the third kiss, causing his lips to slide down the rim of her now increasingly sensitive ear. The child's body shuddered an exhale.

Feeling like she too far away, he moved his upward to match. One of his hands rested directly under her cute navel while two fingers of the other pressed in gently and slid upwards a few inches. His little lover was now in a completely erect and solid state. Her precious ear could not move away now from his teasing kisses.

His lips spent no time waiting and began kissing the freshest sensitivity her ear could give. To keep the little girl entranced, his two hands caressed her soft, pale skin. Her beautiful, big eyes closed, her arms seemed to disappear, her breathing intensified... He didn't stop until he felt her tiny, tensed body slowly falling back onto him.

When he felt this, he began kissing one spot of her neck, using his tongue to press against her silky skin. This left no mark, except the fury it added to their hearts. The strength of his arms stretched out, his hands gently resting on her small lap. There, they moved slowly outwards to her knees and then back again, soothing... making her feel very soft. Her still innocent femininity began to seep through as her back slowly untensed and completely melted into his body.

In that moment, he had just inadvertently released the fire in his ten-year-old lover, a fire she kept burning deep inside her, a fire only he knew how to touch... and it was all out now.

She took a deep breath.

As if it were something that smothered her, she removed her school shirt. Turning around quickly, her long yellow hair swaying around her other shoulder, she immediately went for his shirt. It was less than a moment later, fueled by passion, her hands went all over and everywhere they went, she could feel his body slowly collapsing inside. Every sensation was something different, his muscles tightened more and more with every passing second....

They lay there for a while, just enjoying the fact that they were next to the person they really and truly loved. His hands slowly rubbed down her soft back, and rested holding her sides. Responding to his gentle caress, little girl pushed her body upwards while her hands slid down to his sides to hold them, then lowered her sweet lips over his, touching them, opening them, and passionately kissing him. Their grips on the other person's side hardened a little as their kissing reached deeper and deeper, reaching inside the other one, their tongues meeting too many times, but still never enough...

With passion in her green eyes, she came back and rested on top of him, kissing him even harder than he had ever thought such a small child could ever do, though he matched the intensity and could feel her tender heart beginning to pound in tandem with his. In all the passion, her body began to move, his body beginning to clench with all the pleasure she brought with her. Breathing became erratic as she moved over him, still kissing him as deeply as she could despite her short breath, her small chest bouncing against him, matching the movements of her hips.

With all away, she held him gently, looking up into his eyes, as she lowered her body onto his with a quiet sigh.

Together, they moved slowly, allowing their hands and minds to explore the length of the other's torso in such a way as to let that part of the other's body sink into the curve of their hand. Their souls moved slowly to let every movement fall into the depths of nirvana.

I'm not sure exactly when they stopped, but something tells me that they didn't. Perhaps it was the way they held each other when the large blanket wove its way around them, their hearts, and their sleep....

The End